Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Ye Ning and Jing Nan didn't understand what "big pig's trotter" meant, but "gentleman on the roof beam" did.

Ye Ning had never been insulted like this before, and her anger flared. "And what kind of good person are you? You never use respectful terms for your master, showing no respect for your elders; and besides, you were the one who made those two corpses in the glass room, weren't you?! You disregard human life, turning people into zombies and exposing their organs, preventing the dead from resting in peace. Compared to your ruthlessness, I'm not even one ten-thousandth as vicious!"

Yang Jianwu understood immediately. Ye Ning had not only entered the city lord's mansion, but also the laboratory where she saw the two human models. The models were the latest version, with realistic skin that was indistinguishable from real human flesh. Damn it, this person was ignorant and dared to falsely accuse her!

"First: I respect my elders very much. This old man is not my master; we are friends! Please clarify the relationship before judging others!"

"Secondly: Calling you a thief is not an exaggeration. You couldn't possibly know there was a glass room inside the city lord's mansion if you hadn't explored it, and you certainly couldn't have known about those two models if you hadn't gone inside! They look like people, right? They feel almost like skin, right? That's because you're a bumpkin, ignorant and easily surprised. Now let me tell you, remember this: those are silicone human models. Do you know what a model is? It's a prop used to teach people medical skills. Fake! Fake! Fake! Understand?!"

"Most wrongful convictions in the world are caused by high-ranking officials like you colluding with the government to make arbitrary judgments out of self-righteousness! I have never disregarded human life, but your trespassing at night is a fact. How dare you argue with me like this?!"

Ye Ning was speechless for a moment after being rebuked.

Yang Jianwu then looked at Jing Nan, "As for Young Master Nan, you are a prominent figure in the capital, while our Qingdai is just an ordinary maid. She is not worthy of your status. She is simple-minded and only wants to find someone who truly cares for her. She doesn't seek wealth or status, but only to be unique. You cannot give her that. Please put away your momentary tenderness and don't waste Qingdai's life."

After saying that, he left with the two maids.

Jing Nan felt a pang of disappointment. He didn't understand Yang Jian's thinking. In families like theirs, anyone with a bit of power would be assigned a concubine when they reached a certain age. Many people his age already had several concubines, and some had even given birth to illegitimate children. Wasn't that normal? Why did Yang Jian's words sound so shameless?

Ye Ning felt a mixture of understanding and regret... He had judged someone without fully understanding the situation, which was truly unfair. Moreover, the fact that Yang Jian could become friends with the Ghost Doctor was enough to demonstrate his exceptional medical skills; such a person naturally possessed a certain arrogance, and being wronged would undoubtedly have been frustrating.

As for Wei Yi... his mother was a concubine, and an unfavored one at that. She tried to fight for him, but without her father's protection, she ultimately couldn't compete with the favored ones.

Did my mother ever love me? Probably she did. When I was little, I would sometimes see my mother secretly crying alone at night. Later, when my mother passed away, there seemed to be resentment in her eyes as she left... I guess every woman wants to be with one person for life.

After silencing her critics, Yang Jianwu felt particularly relieved. Then, a trusted confidant informed her that Prince Ning had encountered some trouble along the way and would be traveling to Anshun a few days later, waiting for the Seventh Prince. Thinking that she would soon see Mo Yu, Yang Jianwu happily cooked several extra dishes herself.

At the dinner table, Yang Jianwu remained indifferent to Ye Ning and Jing Nan. The two had gotten used to his attitude over the past few days and didn't make a fuss about it.

Old Tie especially liked the dishes Yang Jianwu cooked, and he could eat an extra bowl of food every time he ate. "Little Wu'er, how did you make this braised mutton so tender?"

The Ghost Doctor quickly added a few more pieces to his bowl, afraid that Old Tie would eat them all. "If you like it, eat more. Why do you care how it's made?"

Old Tie scoffed, "I'm just afraid I won't be able to eat this anymore once I leave the West Suburbs Villa. I was thinking that if I could learn how to make it before I leave, I could have someone cook it for me in the future."

It was rumored that Tie Lao never married and wandered the world. Even in his fifties, he still had no fixed abode. Perhaps as people get older, they want to return to their roots and have a sense of belonging, but having no relatives, they probably had nowhere to go.

Yang Jianwu, being perceptive, noticed the reluctance in Tie Lao's eyes. She put down her chopsticks and solemnly said to Tie Lao, "Senior, you are the old man's friend. The West Suburb Villa was specially prepared for the old man. If you are willing, you can stay here and keep the old man company."

Ye Ning was displeased. Why should he support his master? "Master, you can come back to the capital with me. I will take care of you in your old age."

Old Tie smiled and shook his head. "No, I prefer Anshun to the capital. It's more comfortable here, and with Old Gui as my companion, I'm not lonely. Thank you for not minding, Xiao Wu'er. In that case, I will trouble you."

Yang Jianwu replied with a smile, "It's my pleasure."

Old Ghost was also very happy that his old friend could stay. "Old buddy, don't worry about it. Xiao Wu has plenty of houses. If we get tired of living in the western suburbs, we can move somewhere else."

Old Tie looked disdainful and said, "Do you think this is your home? You can't just stay wherever you want."

The Ghost Doctor said smugly, "I'm confident in this, aren't I, Little Wu'er?"

Yang Jianwu gave the Ghost Doctor face this time, saying, "The old man is right. My principle is that if you are sincere to me, I will be sincere in return. That's why my subordinates dare to joke with me and even sometimes order me around. I treat them as equals."

Jing Nan felt a pang of bitterness. If he were placed on an equal footing, it would be impossible for him to take Qing Dai away.

Ye Ning's opinion of Yang Jian changed somewhat because of his words. She realized that this was why he could be so intimate with his subordinates, putting his arm around their shoulders. She recalled how, back in the army, many of her close brothers treated each other with the same openness and honesty, sharing the same clothes and camaraderie. Only those who had experienced it could truly understand this kind of bond.

The old man suddenly remembered the wound on Ye Ning's back. "Little Wu'er, you taught me the art of suturing before. The stitches need to be removed in about seven days. Calculate Ye Ning's wound, it's time to remove the stitches."

After chewing the rib in her mouth, Yang Jianwu said, "I used to use ordinary sewing thread, which cannot be absorbed by the human body, so it needed to be removed. Now I use catgut thread, so it doesn't need to be removed."

In fact, Yang Jianwu's space has even better all-natural collagen sutures. Her intention was to avoid exposing too many high-tech products to the public, lest they attract people with impure motives. Here, one can make catgut sutures and also spread the word so that more people can benefit.

"Sheep gut suture?!" The Ghost Doctor's eyes lit up as if he had discovered a new world. "Tell me how to make it!"

“I have plenty of these. Use them if you want. Why do you care how they’re made?” Yang Jianwu replied slowly.

Before the Ghost Doctor could react, Old Tie burst out laughing, "Haha~ I've been recognized as one of Xiao Wu'er's own people."